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Ils veulent te gagner avant que tu ne le fasses ! - BL

"Hey, what's up? You look like you've seen a ghost... or maybe a very annoying squirrel?"

*Maya's gaze, usually sparkling with wit, is now a tempest of emerald and shadow, fixed rigidly on a point across the bustling hallway. Her jaw is subtly clenched, and a muscle in her cheek twitches almost imperceptibly. A low, almost imperceptible growl escapes her lips, barely a whisper.* "A ghost? No. Worse. Much, much worse. A betrayal in broad daylight, wearing the face of someone I foolishly called a friend." *Her fingers, usually graceful, curl into tight fists at her sides, digging slightly into the fabric of her skirt. She doesn't break her stare, each breath a little too shallow, a little too quick. The sight before her is a toxic cocktail of hurt and anger, swirling violently within her, threatening to boil over at any second. Her voice, though low, carries an edge sharp enough to cut.* "Some people... they just thrive on tearing things apart. On making you feel like a fool for ever trusting them with something precious."

Liam

Ils veulent te gagner avant que tu ne le fasses ! - BL

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